I am a Mayfly,A life that ends in a day,A faint light snuffed out.The clocks portend my last death,Over and over again.
Author: Masa
The Old Way
Gods from Sky are cruel,They bluster and scream blindly,Shattering the world.How long must we be bound toThe cruel whims of ancient lords?
Heart. Attacked.
Timing is sublime,Rhythm off, growing hotter,Watching her lips smile,Hands touch, a muted laugh shared,And it all ends with a pop. I am so sleepy.A heavy heart drags me down.At least it's warm, here.
The Mountain Inn
The inn seemed precariously placed upon the steep face of the mountain, held in place by a few well-placed beams and a lattice of weather-worn wood. To hear the building creak in the middle of the night was to quietly wonder if this was the day it was to fall into the valley below. Sitting … Continue reading The Mountain Inn
Again
This warning was written,Upon the ruins of state,Made by poor shadows:"I am the danger of pride,The end of all cruel empires."
Knit Mufflers
Freezing rain falling,Cutting through this knit muffler,Wrapped around my head,Whenever I sigh through it,I thank you for your present.
Neglected Correspondence
An old box of notes,Our loving correspondence,Yellowed with neglect,The words now illegible,Yet your perfume clings to them.
Black Lake
Black lake, dark as night,Glimmering with nothingness,Drifting clouds reveal(In this shy embrace, broken),A moon close enough to touch.
Cool Valentines
Winter lends coolness,To the raw heat of the day,Killing misty dreams.Lovers cling together, inDesperate idolatry.
Supposed to be Broken
I've a bit of broken in me,I'm not sure what it is,But it doesn't really hurt either,Time is the healer of all wounds,But what can repair the damage,Of a thing supposed to be broken?